We wait for the bus that's going to BangorIn my plaid dress and burgundy shoes In your red lipstick and lilac kerchief You're the most pretty lady in the world, sun Bus driver smiles, a dime and a nickel We climb on our seats, the vinyl is cold"Michelle, ma belle", a song that you loved then You hold my hand and sing to yourself Sun, sun, sun, sun, sun, sun, sun, sun Sun, sun, sun, sun, sun, sun, sun, sun, sun The leaves are green and new like a baby Tulips are red, now I don't miss the snow It's the first day I don't wear my big boots You hold my hand, I've got burgundy shoes Burgundy shoes, burgundy shoes, sun
We wait for the bus that's going to BangorIn my plaid dress and burgundy shoes In your red lipstick and lilac kerchief You're the most pretty lady in the world, sun Bus driver smiles, a dime and a nickel We climb on our seats, the vinyl is cold"Michelle, ma belle", a song that you loved then You hold my hand and sing to yourself Sun, sun, sun, sun, sun, sun, sun, sun Sun, sun, sun, sun, sun, sun, sun, sun, sun The leaves are green and new like a baby Tulips are red, now I don't miss the snow It's the first day I don't wear my big boots You hold my hand, I've got burgundy shoes Burgundy shoes, burgundy shoes, sun
